The world, and the way we relate to it, has changed very quickly. Over the past month, my personal plans have shifted. Some creative projects have taken a back seat, others have been postponed indefinitely. My professional goals for the year are being reset. February seems like a long time ago. Making art feels both frivolous, and like the only thing that actually matters.
These days I am feeling very grateful ― grateful for my health and the health of my loved ones, grateful for the ability to work from home and for the beautiful weather outside as I write this from my porch.
It can be unnerving to face the unknown, not knowing what is going to happen over the coming weeks or months. But there is something freeing about relaxing into that uncertainty. None of us really ever know what is around the bend. This quarantine has forced me to take things one day at a time, to slow down. Life is simpler, and I have found a surprising amount of joy in this scaled back routine.
"Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.”
― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times
I know this is a scary time for many people. I hope amidst the chaos you are able to find space to breathe, to be outside, to be kind to yourselves and your loved ones as we all navigate this situation together.
xx